Anatomically Incorrect

Maggie took her seat in the front row of the auditorium, waiting patiently for orientation to start. She looked around for Rebecca, for a moment, before turning her attention back to the stage, placing her notebook in her lap.
"Hey." She jumped a little, as Rebecca sat down beside her. "What are you doing all the way up here? You really want to get a good look at Mr. Baker, huh?" she laughed.
"Alright. Alright. Enough of the stuff with Mr. Baker."
Maggie tried to play it off cool, as if her infatuation with the mystery person hadn't completely taken her over. She wanted to know what he looked like up close. Deep down she wanted to know what every aspect of him looked like up close and maybe a bit personal. She looked down, trying to shake the thoughts from her mind.
"You okay?" Rebecca asked. Maggie nodded.
"Fine."
Rebecca turned to the stage, sitting straight in her seat as the deen entered onto the stage getting everyone's attention.
Maggie steadily took notes throughout the orientation, trying not to be too obvious that she was on the edge of her seat to see what Mr. Baker really looked like up close. From the way Rebecca had talked he was godly. They made their way through different teachers and explained what classes they would be teaching and where they took place. Finally, Anatomy made it's way up on the list, as Mr. Baker walked out onto the stage. Rebecca was right. He was hotter up close. He had tattoos, just like she had explained and was very well put together for a man.
She couldn't help but stare, watching every aspect of his features and body. He was sexy to her. More than anyone else she had ever dated or been with. At this point, she had stopped taking notes and focused her full attention only on him. The way his lips moved when he talked, the way his body shifted when he took a step, even the hand jestures he made when explaining certain things.
Her body quivered at the thoughts that were running through her mind. She had this aching in her stomach that was shooting straight down to her lower regions. She tried her best to stop thinking about it, but the more she heard his voice or watched him move across the stage the harder it became to contain herself. She stood up from her seat, making her way toward the door. Rebecca watched as she walked out.
Once outside she backed against the wall, closing her eyes, standing there for a moment, gathering herself back to order, before making her way back up to her dorm, plopping down onto the bed, pulling out her sketch book and a pencil, anything to keep her mind off of Mr. Baker.
It wasn't long before the door opened and she saw Rebecca's face enter the room.
"Hey. You alright? You sort of stormed out on us in there." Maggie nodded.
"Yeah. I just got a little overwhelmed is all." Rebecca nodded.
"I completely understand. I wanted to get up and run out myself." she said sitting down on her bed. "Here." she said holding her notebook out to Maggie. "I finished taking notes for you; and all the ones that you missed during the first portion of Mr. Baker's orientation." Maggie smiled, taking it.
"Yeah. I kind of missed that." Rebecca laughed.
"I noticed." she looked at her clock on her bedside table. "That took forever." She turned back to Maggie. "I'm going to go to a campus party with a few people I met today. You feel up to come?" she questioned. Maggie shook her head.
"Nah. I think I'm going to stay in tonight. It's been a long stressful and hectic day. Classes start tomorrow and I really need to get my head around this whole 'College' thing."
"Okay. I understand. You're an overacheiver aren't you?" Maggie nodded.
"I guess you could say that. I always have to be the best at everything." Rebecca nodded.
"Alright. Suit yourself. I'll be in late. Hopefully not too late. I'll be sure not to wake you when I come in." Maggie smiled, sketching some on the paper.
"Okay. Have fun. Thanks for the notes." Rebecca turned and opened the door, before turning back with a smile.
"No problem, doll. Have a good night, don't study too hard, and goodnight in advance." Maggie laughed a little.
"I'll try not to. I'll see you in the morning?"
"Of course you will. Catch ya later." She stated, walking out.
"Bye." Maggie mumbled to herself, before putting the sketch pad down onto the bed.
She was still consumed by the thought of Mr. Baker and the way he talked and moved around the stage. She started thinking of his husky voice and how it would sound entering her ear at a close distance. A closer distance than just a teacher would speak to a student. The thought of his hands in places other than where a teacher's hands should normally be. The feeling of needing to be pleasured overtook her as she got up and locked the dormatory door, before returning to the bed, laying back.
She ran her hand down her front, slipping her fingers into the waist band of her pants, before unbuttoning them and slipping them from her body, along with her panties, tossing them to the floor. Laying back again, she repeated the same motions except this time, teasing her clit with her fingertips, closing her eyes, thinking what it would be like it were Mr. Baker's fingers. A small moan formed in her throat, as she bit her lip, keeping it from escaping, as she thought about his low voice whispering unimaginable things in her ear, whilst he rubbed her. She applied more pressure to her clit, rubbing faster, bringing her other hand up, sliding it under her shirt, exposing her breasts from her bra underneath, circling her fingertips around her nipples, before pinching the hard mounds between her fingertips.
Moving her hips to heighten her pleasure, she dipped her hand lower allowing two fingers to slip inside her soaked opening. A moan escaped her. This time she couldn't help it. The feeling of pleasure mixed with the thoughs that were going through her mind was uncontainable. She pinched her nipples harder, as she began pumping her fingers in and out at a steady pace.
She arched her back, sliding another finger inside, stretching herself, pumping faster. Inside her mind wondering what his cock would feel like inside of her. Opening her up and stretching her walls to their max. The thought was getting her closer to the edge. She needed him. She craved him inside her. Arching her back again, she reached down with her free hand, stroking her clit, pumping her fingers faster. Louder moans were escaping her as she was getting closer to climax.
Crooking her fingers upward inside her walls, she searched for that certain bundle of nerves that she knew would send her over the edge. Thrusting her fingers deeper, she felt intense pleasure overtake her body as she started to quiver. She couldn't contain herself. She wanted to cum so hard. In her mind she was cumming for Mr. Baker. She knew she had to make it worth the while. Moving her hips faster, brushing her fingertips against the internal nerves, that were about to get the best of her, she arched her back as the fireball of pleasure formed a knot in the bit of her stomach.
She let out a loud moan into the pillow as her walls clamped around her fingertips, soaking them with her own wetness; she gripped the sheets, continuing to pump her fingers faster and harder, riding out her orgasm to it's extent. Relaxing back into the sheets, she smiled to herself, with Mr. Baker still on her mind, before getting up and grabbing some clothes and heading to the bathroom to take a shower.
She wasn't sure about the feelings she was having toward him, but she was sure that whatever he had to offer had to be just as good as what had just happened, if not better.

Notes

Hey guys. New story. I hope you guys enjoy.